Open Thread: Sad Angry Little Men

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Early Morning “Random Trump Dings” Open Thread

And here I didn’t know sarcasm was even permitted to Mormons. This time tomorrow, Trickster God willing, we’ll be sharing the high of an HRC win and the lows of Trumpdolyte twitter-rants…

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Late Night Open Thread: Revival Tour

After the post-Tuesday tantrums die down, I can see Trump, Ted, Huckabee and the Duck Dynasty guys getting together for a Greatest Hits of the 80s tour… ALL HAIL ST. RONNIE, DUUUUDES!!!


Sunday Afternoon Open Thread: Chickenshit Candidate

To riff on Betty’s morning theme… according to the NYTimes, Trump’s handlers are treating him like a big dumb feathered (golden) egg-producer. Although an actual chicken would be less of a pain to handle. “Inside Donald Trump’s Last Stand: An Anxious Nominee Seeks Assurance“:

… Aboard his gold-plated jumbo jet, the Republican nominee does not like to rest or be alone with his thoughts, insisting that aides stay up and keep talking to him. He prefers the soothing, whispery voice of his son-in-law.

He requires constant assurance that his candidacy is on track. “Look at that crowd!” he exclaimed a few days ago as he flew across Florida, turning to his young press secretary as a TV tuned to Fox News showed images of what he claimed were thousands of people waiting for him on the ground below.

And he is struggling to suppress his bottomless need for attention. As he stood next to the breakfast buffet at his golf club in Doral, Fla., eyeing a tray of pork sausages, he sought to convey restraint when approached by a reporter for The New York Times.

“I’m on message,” Mr. Trump asserted, with effort. “I’m not playing around. In fact, I’m a little nervous standing here talking to you even for just a minute.”…

In the final days of the presidential campaign, Mr. Trump’s candidacy is a jarring split screen: the choreographed show of calm and confidence orchestrated by his staff, and the neediness and vulnerability of a once-boastful candidate now uncertain of victory…

Mr. Trump’s campaign is no longer making headlines with embarrassing staff shake-ups. But that has left him with a band of squabbling and unfireable advisers, with confusing roles and an inability to sign off on basic tasks. A plan to encourage early voting in Florida went unapproved for weeks.

The result is chaotic. Advisers cut loose from the campaign months ago, like Corey Lewandowski, still talk to the candidate frequently, offering advice that sometimes clashes with that of the current leadership team. Mr. Trump, who does not use a computer, rails against the campaign’s expenditure of tens of millions on digital ads, skeptical that spots he never sees could have any effect…

This inside account of the Trump campaign’s final stretch is based on interviews with dozens of aides, operatives, supporters and advisers, many of whom were granted anonymity to describe moments and conversations that were intended to be confidential…

At one point, the article claims, Breitbart heir Steve Bannon’s pants literally catch on fire. If this were fiction, no decent editor would approve these baroque touches — but that’s The Donald!

Late Night Open Thread: Down in the Trump Bunker

Thirty-three-year-old registered Republican and designer of high-altitude balloons decided to rush the stage at a Trump rally, chaos ensues. I certainly hope the Secret Service would react similarly if the same thing happened at a Clinton rally, but I also think that a Democratic audience wouldn’t be so quick to panic (or to brag about our manly manliness in the face of nonexistent danger afterwards).

At least it gave Trump’s inner circle a brief respite…